Chapter 687 You are towards me, and I am towards you
He only had a bath towel on him and his upper body was naked.
The muscle lines are smooth and beautiful, and as he leans back, his abrupt Adam's apple is exposed.
After a long while, he turned slightly to face her, supporting his head with one hand.
Sheng Mian also turned to look at him and trembled under his burning gaze.
In fact, after losing his memory, Fu Yancheng was even more unreasonable and brutal than before, as if he had just come out of the army.
Sheng Mian had complained about him and hated him, but no matter how many times she turned around, he always appeared around her, lingering as a ghost.
"Penny, be my lover."
He uttered these words lightly, pressed the back of her neck, and pressed her forcefully towards him.
Only in front of him did he let go of his duplicity.
"I don't want to see you so wronged. If you have something to do in the future, please contact me and I will help you solve it. If you treat me, I will treat you."
Sheng Mian didn't say anything, so he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
"Whatever you want to do, I will open a path for you. When you finish what you want to do, it doesn't matter if you kick me away. But during this period, you can't betray me. I want it, no matter when and where
, you have to give it all to me."
When he said this, he rubbed her lips with his lips.
Sheng Mian was indeed in a trance for a moment. Faced with such a look, no woman could refuse.
But she immediately remembered the scene where he was having sex with the woman in the box, and she listened to the whole thing outside.
Even when I go out to socialize, I can sleep with women.
She frowned, suddenly distanced herself from the two of them, and her expression suddenly turned cold.
"Mr. Fu, you saved me. I'm very grateful to you. I'd better forget it, my lover."
If I really fall in love with him, I don’t know how much hardship I will suffer in the future.
While the tenderness deep in my heart is still very shallow, it is the best choice to distance myself as soon as possible.
"If it weren't for me tonight, you would have been fucked a long time ago, believe it or not? What are you struggling with? Or is there a time when I did something that made you unhappy?"
Sheng Mian's face suddenly turned red. She already felt a headache, but now she was easily aroused by him.
She stood up and walked towards her bedroom, but was pulled back by Fu Yancheng.
"say clearly!"
Sheng Mian's reason disappeared instantly and she threw his hand away.
"Because it's disgusting to do that kind of thing with you! I don't know how many women you've slept with."
The word "disgusting" was like two sharp knives, pricking Fu Yancheng until he could not move.
It hurts more than any previous gunshot wound.
He stood up and pressed the person against the wall without hesitation.
"Then who did you feel disgusted about? By your ex-husband? Or by those people in the elevator?! You forgot how I saved you just now, why are you so heartless!"
Fu Yancheng had never been so angry before. Even when he thought that he saved her even though he knew she had made a deal with Fu Changmin, his anger surged even more fiercely.
But when he came into contact with her hateful expression, he immediately stopped and felt powerless.
After a long while, he said: "Am I not good at technique?"
When he asked this question, he lowered his eyelashes and said in a much softer tone, "Or was it that I really treated you badly before?"
"Indeed, Mr. Fu belittled and slandered me everywhere in the past. I have hated you, but I really thank you tonight."
Belittle her?
Slander her?
He couldn't remember what he had done, but she probably wouldn't lie.
No wonder she made a deal with Fu Changmin. Does she really want him to die privately?
Fu Yancheng opened his mouth and let him go in embarrassment.
Sheng Mian was surrounded by him in this corner and felt out of breath. Now she wanted to go back to the bedroom, but he knelt down suddenly and lifted her skirt directly.
"Mr. Fu!"
Sheng Mian was so frightened that her voice changed. She grabbed his hair angrily, but soon she lost her grip and just leaned against the wall blankly, trembling all over.
The body is not one's own, as if it was thrown into the sea and beaten by the waves.
This was not the first time that he had done this for her, but when she thought that this was Fu Yancheng, the flower of the mountains in people's eyes, she trembled with hopelessness.
There will be an indescribable pleasure in her heart, not only his behavior at this moment, but also just thinking that he is Fu Yancheng, she can't stand it.
